sometimes in opening the present,
we find the past.
today was like that.
ribbons everywhere – and dreams of a Bunny.
Love is always there,
always here –
even if it’s catalysts have gone….
even if we forget to remember….
love remains.
sometimes in opening the present,
we find the past.
today was like that.
ribbons everywhere – and dreams of a Bunny.
Love is always there,
always here –
even if it’s catalysts have gone….
even if we forget to remember….
love remains.